We have more of a headspace than I thought. I'll explain later how our collective works in a much more well-written post, for now all you need to know is that I'm Techno, I'm the one fronting, and like thirty seconds after the new year hit I was like "FUCK. I DIDN'T CHECK IN TO MAKE SURE EVERYONE WHO WANTED TO BE AROUND WAS. GUYS??"
The response was a very clear image of a solid chunk of our group, in fact I wanna say everyone but I could only see some people clearly, chilling around a campfire and yelling about new years. Trixie, who is a distinct flavor of chaos I can't even begin to describe, goes "Don't worry, we can have a way better party in headspace because the laws of like. reality and shit don't apply! :D"
Cue her suddenly getting the wide eyes indicating an idea that I should be afraid of, and she just "HOLY SHIT WE DON'T HAVE TO COMPLY TO REALITY RULES. I CAN JUST LIKE. MAKE FIREWORKS. I CAN JUST HAVE FIREWORKS WHENEVER I WANT."
"Trixie, no."
Phil told me I should let her have fun, which is the most dad thing he could've done. Trixie ended up with sparklers, but I'm... pretty sure she's gonna blow some shit up in headspace later.
But, sillies aside... I honestly really enjoyed seeing them having what was apparently an in-headspace party. They're clearly having fun, I don't feel any guilt for being the one in front on a holidays. It's put to rest a stress we've felt around fronting time and how often people get to front since syscovery. We don't have to worry; they're still there, they still exist and are living their lives. They just also have our shared life here to tend to. It's mundane, and it's... something that felt good to see.
-Techno













